Shao Mobai raised his head and looked at Lord Ming in the palace without any fear.

Mingjun sat on the sixty steps, wearing a black robe, calm and dignified, almost blending with the night.He put one hand on the desk and the other on his lap, sitting very upright.

Hearing Shao Zhengbai's words, he calmly nodded, "Speak."

The blue fire of the underworld is faint, passing through the translucent ghosts, dancing on the shadowless ground.

Shao Zhengbai's eyes shone brightly, and he said: "The day I go back must be the time when Duan Wuji and I first met."

"Duan Wuji? The person who fell off the cliff with you?"

"good."

For Mingjun, this was just a snap of the fingers, so he laughed when he heard Shao Mobai's serious "conditions", "I allow you to mention something a little greedy."

Shao Mobai has made up his mind, "No, I only have this one wish. If you can't do it, then I will be a gust of wind for the various requirements you made earlier."

Ming Jun shrugged, "Looking at your life, although you have made a lot of achievements in the martial arts, you don't look like an infatuated person emotionally. I am surprised that you are so persistent now."

He came down from the steps of the main hall, "Forget it, people's hearts are uncertain, and emotions are mixed. Even the emperor of heaven is not sure to understand it. Why do I ask you to come here? But, if you insist on this, I will promise you this promise, and it will be regarded as true." A greeting to you."

Shao Mubai nodded, and gave him a deep bow, "Thank you, Lord Ming."

He couldn't wait to see Duan Wuji, turned around and left, and wanted to follow the ghost messenger to the mirror of rebirth, but was called by Mingjun.

"and many more."

"how?"

"You go back to the past, but I may not recognize you in the past."

Ming Jun's right palm swirled in mid-air, a stream of blue light flashed across, and Shao Mengbai had an extra ring in his hand.

"This is?"

"The token."

Mingjun stared at him, it was clearly a very important matter, but he said it calmly.

"When you capture the ghost and return to me, take out this ring, and I will believe your words."

Shao Mobai frowned slightly as he looked at the ring on his palm.The whole body of the ring was silver and white, like a human bone, it suppressed all the surrounding light, and gave off a sense of coldness for no reason.

"It seems that this thing is very important."

"This is nature. You need to keep it carefully, otherwise, you, this lord, and even the entire underworld will suffer disaster."

Shao Mobai stared at the thing, gathered his knuckles, wrapped it in his palm, raised his eyes, and smiled firmly at Ming Jun, "Okay."

Mingjun looked at his back that suddenly turned into flying smoke, his plain eyes gradually faded, and became a little more dignified, muttering to himself:

"Bai Ji, I hope you won't disappoint me this time."

"White Sacrifice" refers to Shao Mobai.

White sacrifices come to the world, and all ghosts cry at night.

This name that has been resounding through the ages, Mingjun only talks about it in private.Except for him and that person, there is no one who understands the connection between "Baiji" and Shao Zhengzhou in the six worlds and the vast sky.

"This... my lord?"

Beside the past life mirror, Shao Mobai talked to the ghost guard next to him for a long time before calling out a respectful and elegant title.

"What's the matter?"

The ghost messenger had no face or eyes, it was only covered by a cloak, and his head was hidden in a wide hat, like a bottomless well.

Shao Mubai asked: "My lord is in charge of wandering souls, but have you seen Duan Wuji's soul recently?"

The ghost messenger said: "You committed suicide, and Duan Wuji committed suicide. You two died one after another. Although the time is close, you are not the same kind of ghost. He is not under my control."

His voice is low and hoarse, like the bronze bell of the Youjing Mountain Temple, without ups and downs, and without emotion.

"But he is really important to me. Does your lord know where his soul is at this moment?"

"I don't know. Maybe I have drank Mengpo soup and reincarnated, or maybe I can't bear to forget the past, so I choose to throw myself into the Wangchuan River and live forever as a ghost."

There is a rule in the underworld. When they reach the Wangchuan River, the ghosts have two choices, either, drink Mengpo soup, forget all the past, and reincarnate.Or, reluctant to let go of all kinds of ties in the previous life, throwing yourself under the river of forgetfulness, the memory will never be erased, but you will never be reincarnated as a human being.

Whether to go or stay is entirely up to one's own decision.

The ghost messenger saw that he was anxious, even eager to be reborn, so he asked, "What do you want him for?"

Shao Mobai lowered his eyes, with guilt in his eyes, "I just experienced parting from life and death, it's a pity that he went, I want to see him."

"Where does he go, does it matter?"

"Very important."

The ghost guard paused, and said: "You will be reborn immediately, and everything will be restored. No matter where he goes, he will always return to the place where you first met. It is meaningless to meet him now, and it is a waste of time."

Shao Mabai became more obsessed, and said quietly: "I have always wanted to ask him a question in my heart, and only when this question is solved can I go back to protect him."

This question really troubled him for a long time, and he didn't even think about it for a whole life.

The ghost guard was silent for a moment, and said: "I'm not interested in your affairs, but since Lord Ming chose you from thousands of ghost bodies, you must have something special about you. From now on, you and I will work together and serve Ming together." Jun, then I am also obliged to remind you."

Shao Mobai bowed slightly, "My lord, please show me."

The ghost messenger raised his head and said, "There is a way to rejuvenate, so why bother sticking to the fallen flowers?"

These words came out so suddenly that Shao Mobai was stunned.

This is a typical rhetoric based on physical knowledge.

Rejuvenation naturally refers to rebirth, everything returns to its original state, fallen leaves grow back to branches, and broken mirrors return to integrity.Whether it is the endgame or the beautiful scenery, all the things that were derived later will be eliminated.If one has the heart, it is better to cherish those who should be cherished, and plan what should be planned, than to not know the depth of love and the so-called before.

What about the fallen flowers in the remnant world?

It is definitely not referring to Duan Wuji, because this person has always been fresh, with a clear personality, and has never withered.

What withered was the relationship between them.

The two of them were acquainted with each other, but in the end they became strangers, and ended up being scolded by thousands of people.He misunderstood Duan Wuji all his life, and he also failed him all his life.

Life is a chess game that cannot be turned back, but his ruthlessness and willfulness have turned this chess game into a dead end.Going back to the past and picking up this relationship again, he will definitely cherish Duan Wuji in every possible way, pamper him at the top of his heart, and prevent him from suffering like this.

Rejuvenation is the rejuvenation of feelings, and everything starts from scratch.

This sentence was like the enlightenment of enlightenment, which made Shao Mo Baimao suddenly realize.

Since everything can be restarted, why should he still be obsessed with the present, and go to Duan Wuji, who is riddled with wounds, to ask for an answer to add salt to the wound?

Since Duan Wuji is still the same Duan Wuji, and since rebirth can erase all the pain of the little devil, why can't he go back to the past and ask the question that is in his heart?

Even, it is possible to kill this question directly from the source, prevent it from taking root, and prevent Duan Wuji from any harm.

Shao Mobai's heart suddenly changed, his solemn brows stretched out suddenly, and he bowed deeply to the ghost messenger:

"I understand, thank you for your advice!"

In terms of transparency, these ghosts and gods are still transparent. A ghost messenger in charge of wandering souls can tell this truth, which shows the high level of Mingjun.

The ghost messenger didn't pay attention to the praise, just nodded slightly, raised his hand and waved at the past life mirror, and a cloud of black mist suddenly appeared on the mirror.

After a while, the black mist dissipated, and the smooth mirror surface became a lake with faint ripples.

"The time has come, and the order of Lord Ming cannot be disobeyed."

Shao Mabai felt that people in the underworld were very efficient and never wasted time on useless things.When and what to do are carefully arranged clearly, and there is no redundancy for a moment.It made him feel a little boring.

"I haven't asked the name of the adult yet."

Seeing the thickening of the dark fog around him, Shao Mobai knew that the ghost messenger had cast a spell, so he hurriedly asked the most important point.Afterwards, before the black mist gradually filled his vision and his body completely merged into the past life mirror, he vaguely heard two low and hoarse words coming from the mist:

"Know ghosts."

Although these two words were blurred by the wind, they could be heard clearly.

At that time, Shao Mobai kept two things in mind:

First, this ghost messenger who can't see his face but speaks extraordinary words is called "Zhigui".

Both, he will be reborn immediately, and he will be able to meet Duan Wuji~

Thinking of this, Shao Zhengfei felt very happy.

Especially thinking that Duan Wuji has not yet turned from a small devil into a big devil, has not yet been sharpened by pain, and has not yet spoken a word, wishing to stab someone to death.Still just ignorant, not deeply involved in the world, just like a blank sheet of paper.

So, my heart is even more joyful.

Moreover, he explicitly asked Ming Jun to send him back to the time when he first met, and it was not without reason.

The first meeting between him and Duan Wuji was due to both fate and misunderstanding.

At that time, he had just learned kung fu and went down the mountain, with the dream of being a hero, he wanted to make some achievements.

But when fate comes, the road to a hero does not happen overnight.

At that time, there was a plague of locusts, and the people had no crops. Shao Daxia, who was full of ambition, was so hungry that he lost his strength as soon as he came down the mountain.

It is said that everything is difficult at the beginning.

It is said that everything is half done when the first step is taken.

But who would have expected that he sprained his ankle just as he stepped out?

Even if God loves to bully people, he doesn't want to kill the dreams of teenagers like this, and kill the enthusiasm of a generation of heroes.

So I heard that the Pingjiao had hoarded a lot of food through illegal channels, even after the locust plague was over, and sold it at a high price to make a huge profit, Shao Daxia finally couldn't hold back, sneaked into the demon's warehouse, and prepared to steal a few large bags of sweet potatoes. Steal from the rich and help the poor.

It is also to blame that he has just entered the rivers and lakes and has little experience.

Even when he went to step on the spot personally, he was discovered as soon as he entered the door.

Coincidentally, the person who found him was Duan Wuji's subordinate.

At that time, he used all 72 kinds of martial arts, but he was still defeated by two fists and four hands.

Then, a fat beating is indispensable.

Fortunately, before being completely disabled, Duan Wuji showed mercy and said coldly:

"Forget it, my young lord's birthday is today, and I don't want to risk my life to cause bad luck."

In the eyes of others, Duan Wuji's voice to stop him at a critical moment is naturally his savior.But at that time, Shao Mobai was young and vigorous, and since he was a teacher, he was frequently beaten instead of doing a serious job, so he didn't have a good impression of Pingjiao and the cold-talking "young master" wearing a mask.

What's more... this "Young Master", Lao Shizi, who killed a thousand swords, actually thinks that he, Shao Daxia, who has world-class martial arts, is unlucky!

So, he wanted to go back to this time.This time, no force was used, no stealing or robbing, just entered through the main entrance of the Pingjiao openly, passed the greeting card, pulled the door button, and used his three-inch tongue to convince people with reasoning.

By the way, meet him, this little devil who has never been in the world~

Shao Mobai made a plan when he traveled through the past life mirror, including what to say and what to do when he saw Duan Wuji, and even not showing his teeth when he smiled, he must maintain his suave and charming image.

However, just like when he went down the mountain many years ago, he just sprained his foot as soon as he took the first step.

Therefore, when Shao Mobai was reborn and went back, the moment he opened his eyes, when he saw the surrounding scene clearly, he couldn't help saying four words to Mingjun kindly in his heart:

"go to hell!"

Ahhhhh!The stupid author miscalculated!The wave at midnight tonight will be pushed to 21:00 tomorrow... From then on, it will be 21:00 every day, and there are enough manuscripts, everyone can rest assured

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